Mission:
~From Kesla's Journal~

For the last few days it seem that the newest addition t' our 'appy lil' family be tryin' t' worm 'is way int' Ublaz's good graces. Speakin' wid me shipmates, an' o' course me best mate Arrafang, I begun t' hear some real bad tales 'bout this 'ere new arrivel. Accordin' t' the captin o' my ship, 'e be a spy. Now, I sez t' meself. 'Is 'Ighness wouldn't be that foolish, allowin' a spy t' join up wid us. So, bein' the courious lil' lass I am, I 'eads straight t' Ublaz t' find out fer meself.
"That's outragous, even comin' from ye Kesla!"
"Fergive me, Lord, but that be what I'm 'earin'. I ment no 'arm by it, 'onest!" So I gets set out on me butt fer me troubles. I c'n't believe it. That grinni' lizard might actually be a spy. So with the 'elp o' Arra, I decides t' watch 'im like a lil' 'awkbird.

~two days later~

I be workin' on the riggin' on the Deathsong when I sees the lizard, Snapjaw. 'E be sittin' wid 'is back t' me, some parchment an' a peice o' charcoal infront o' 'im. Quiet as I can, I slips down from the ship an' makes me way o'er t' 'im. Drawed out on that scrap o' paper be a map o' the island! The 'arbor, mess 'all, 'Is 'Ighnesses palace, Everythin'! I know it! Arra an' everybeast were right! 'E were a traitor! An' from the looks o' thin's 'e plans on sendin' 'is drawin's t' Terramont. Widout thinkin' I grabs at the scrap o' paper, but, Snapjaw be faster than me. 'E bites down 'ard on me arm, makin' me let go. "Stupid gel." 'E 'isses at me pushin' me down. That were the last straw fer me. I runs at 'im, screamin' like a banshee. Instead o' knockin' him down, I grabs that paper in his claws and race t'ward the palace. When I got there that cursed reptile were already there, blabblin' t' Ublaz.
"'E's lyin'." I sez, holdin' out the scrap o' paper wid the map on it.
"Arra o'er 'eard 'im talikin' 'bout sellin' Sampetra out t' Terramont. An' t' top it all, 'e bit me."
'Is 'Ighness seemed shocked. Then 'e smiled some calling on 'is second in command. "Get everyone ready," 'E sez, noddin' at Snapjaw. "Let them know that we be 'avin' visitors." 'Is second saluted an' walked out soundin' the alarm. 'E smiled at me as 'e turned t' Snapjaw. "I should 'ave trusted Kesla an' the others from the start." Snapjaw cowered away from 'Is Lordship's "mad eyes". 'E turned t' me and tol' me t' go t' me ship. I did, wonderin' just what 'e had in store fer Snapjaw, a tiny smile comin' t' me lips.

~the next day~

We was ready when Terramont showed up, our shores lined wid 'eavily armed beasts, the 'arbors packed with armed warships all waitin' fer the first wrong move. It seemed that we be at a stand off, when 'Is 'Ighness nodded t' me. Wid a swift tug, I unfurled the mainsail. Sewn upon the sail were the body o' Snapjaw the traitor. The ships from Terramont turned, an' 'eaded back int' the mist, followed by our cheers.
"Good work, everybeast. An' thank ye Kesla."
Wid a smile an' a sharp jab by the captian, I 'elped get the Deathsong back t' port, lovin' the life I 'ad chosen.

Kesla Darkclaw